Every summer, the mercury rises a couple of notches higher. Life on the planet sizzles under its sweltering heat. The sun shines on with gusto, exhaling a blazing inferno. By evening, the crimson golden lava from its scorching gaze, intertwines with the blue horizon, blanketing it under a fiery glare. It bleeds red hot ire.
Brooding for ponderous hours, hovering aloft paltry blue, thunderous barbaric blows bestow the sky fall; groaning in the humid summer ether to split unfastened the firmament amidst cracks piercing disconcerted psyches.
Conquering the infernal cumulonimbus expanse, firing a splintered silver beaked lightning ire, its menacing violent acoustics reverberates strong squalls, with a swirling vortex.
Chasms visible for seconds, reverberating and rolling off the consequential stream of energetic clashes. Wifts of sweet petrichor bottled in sense memory bring bolts of clarity, newfound understanding and with it losing all sense of identity within this experimental territory.
Watching condensed tropes formed by the breath on the window pane, against the blitz of the mighty blast, the mind dwells on the moment of visceral epiphany.
Drums of flaming wild desires beat to the pregnant clouds riding stately on bellowing torrential tunes as the zenith of the God’s rages on. Leaves unhook, clouds flurry amidst winds, trees bend to allow pass, turning sharply like a plague of locusts, whirling, tossing up in its tail, a mad craze chasing after nothing. An electromagnetic spectacle circus exhibition.
The avalanche of stormy carnival fades, inexorable summer rains calm down from its bout of convulsed fury, lifting its fractious mien. The faint chimes from the distant bell, welcomes the prismatic band across the azure horizon.